Selected quad for the lemma: love_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
love_n	beauty_n	fair_a	heart_n	2,675	5	4.6260	4	false

Text snippets containing the quad

ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B04661	Oxfordshire damosel, or, The London merchant's choice. Her beauty bright was his delight, but yet she said him nay, she would not yield to him the field, till marriage made the way. To the tune of, The jobb for a journey-man-shoomaker.		1684-1685? (1685)	Wing O996; Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.8[385]	1,059	1

Oxfordshire Damosel Or The London MERCHANT'S Choice Her Beauty Bright was his Delight But yet she said him nay She would not yield to him the Field Till Marriage made the way To the Tune of The J●bb for a Journey-man-Shoomaker THere was as Fine a London Blade as ever trod on Leather Most sumptuously he was array'd his Wigg his Hat and Feather His Rapier hanging his by side well mounted on a Gelding To Oxford City he would Ride to view the antient Building But he no sooner was come there in all his Pomp and Glory When meeting with a Damsel fair a sweet and Pleasant Story To her he freely did unfold her Love to gain the sooner He shew'd her handfuls of his Gold to bring her into humour He then began to Complement and sweetly to embrace her The Damsel would not give consent that he should e're disgrace her Her modest mind was not inclin'd nor in the least was leaning Vnto his will but answer'd still she did not know his meaning My Love said he let me enjoy with thee a moments pleasure My sweetest creature be not coy thou shalt not want for treasúre All night within my folded arms my Love shall lye and slumber With many sweet delightful charms and kisses out of number Said she your proffer I disdain good Sir I pray be civil Indeed you now are much too blame to tempt a maid to evil Forbear to talk at such a rate discretion has endu'd me It is not your enchanted bait that ever shall delude me Kind Sir I pray now let me go I strange and do admire That you should seek my overthrow to please your fond desire If there in me be any truth I am resolv'd to tarry I 'le never pleasure any youth but those with whom I marry The Damsel thsu declar'd her mind then without molestation His heart was more and more inclind he stood in Admiration The lustre of her Beauty fair his heart had so inflamed That he was caught in Cupids snare before her love he gained My dearest Love I thee adore if thou canst freely love me I set by thee such mighty store I fancy none above thee With thee I mean to live and dye thou sweet and lovely creature Thou art a jewel in mine eye no Lady more Compleater She could no longer say him no and now to end the quarrel In Love they both together go to buy her Rich Apparrel She looked like a sumptuous Dame in all her rich attire Her beauty flew on wings of Fame his Friends did all admire She was indeed an honest Girl and of a modest carriage He priz'd her more then Gold or Pearl and joyn'd with her in Marriage Now may she lead as sweet a life as she is fair and Pritty For now she is a Merchants Wife of London Famous City FINIS This may be Printed R. L S. Printed for I. Deacon at the Angel in Guilt-spur Street without Newgate